I know some lil' niggas that thirst That pop a bitch on camera and we ain't talkin' twerk team Shootin' up cribs turnin' to smokescreens Mama nightmares chasin' her pipe dream Hard to give advice the mind of the call So his limits have cause his pop behind walls School become a free Streets become a cheap Same prices pa he gon' pay a cheap deal Hourglasss empty but he for a refill Revolver breakdancin, yeah he that bitch windmill Guess just a psycho in the city in the Chrysler Everybody spiteful nigga lookin' just to ice you So we livin' hostile just to cop Aeropostale Trenchcoat Mafia, for a Hollister Gotta get his up So we hit the dice Lost all his re-up, now he rob the dice Probation violation call his ass the son of Got these old niggas scared like it's crystal lake and they been through cases they ain't tryna go back Fresh meat up on the street he give a fuck about Snatchin' Carti's downtown wear 'em same week Tryna get the bitches on the same damn street Rob a ho ass nigga at the same time At the damn time, at the same damn time they gremlins
He just wanna smoke kush And fuck with hoes at the mall For that shit, he it all Baby face and all, my nigga gotta ball, lil' nigga gotta ball Run up on you that money at Fuck nigga after Lean in that cup Lil screwed up Pop a pill And he feel nigga You do it in the song, he do it for nigga And all his OGs is either or in prison Scared to talk to him like, fuck it won't listen shit, thinkin' that he has to A pair of Religions dog, my lil' nigga blast you to 2 Chainz, ain't thinkin' bout college I if he knew that 2 Chainz went to college I wonder if he knew that, would change his mind? Guess that's somethin' we'll in due time